Chapter 255: Shura God's Big Treasure.
Once in the air, the two faced off in mid-air, a cloud of murderous intent on one side and sword energy on the other.
The confrontation didn't last long before Tang Hao, gripping the handle of the Clear Sky Hammer, hurled a powerful blow at Qianxunji.
"Qianxunji, die!"
Facing the Clear Sky Hammer's attack, Qianxunji didn't block it head-on. Instead, he utilized his angelic speed to its fullest, dodging Tang Hao's seemingly powerful blow.
Qianxunji flung the Angel's Holy Sword, which transformed into a shadow that lingered around Tang Hao. In an instant, it unleashed thousands, tens of thousands, of attacks on Tang Hao, inflicting wounds of varying sizes.
The reason these attacks didn't inflict fatal damage wasn't because Tang Hao was particularly adept at dodging, but rather because Qianxunji simply had no intention of killing him.
Finally, Tang Hao stopped frantically defending against Qianxunji's sword energy and fixed his gaze on Qianxunji in the sky.
He swung the Clear Sky Hammer and slammed it down—his ninth soul skill: Sky-piercing Strike.
As the Clear Sky Hammer's attack approached, Qianxunji vanished into a shadow, dodging it with the agility of an angel.
After his strike failed, Tang Hao's eyes flashed red. He retracted the Clear Sky Hammer and hurled it at Qianxunji.
However, Qianxunji dodged Tang Hao's fierce attacks time and again.
In the sky, the two powerful warriors clashed for countless rounds, Qianxunji remaining undefeated while Tang Hao remained covered in wounds.
An apt description would be that Qianxunji was a master of technique, while Tang Hao was more like a gorilla throwing rocks.
While their auras might seem similar, Qianxunji's strength was undeniable. Tang Hao, like a three-year-old child with an adult sword, couldn't do much more than wield it recklessly.
"Ahhhhhhhh—" Tang Hao's eyes flashed red as he pointed at Qian Xunji angrily, "Qian thief, don't hide if you have the guts. Let's fight head-on."
"You think anyone would be stupid enough to arm wrestle with a mindless gorilla?" Qian Xunji said sarcastically.
"What did you say? You called me a gorilla?" Tang Hao's eyes flashed red.
"No, calling you a gorilla is flattering. You're a rat, a living rat. Your greatest value is to become a dead rat," Qian Xunji said.
"Qian thief—"
It's true that Qian Xunji has the strength to fight a rat, but is it necessary?
I don't know what those idiots in the Spirit Hall were thinking in the original novel. When Tang Hao's Clear Sky Hammer came crashing down, couldn't you just dodge it? Why did you have to face it and fight him to the death?
The Clear Sky Hammer is ultimately a power-based spirit, possessing immense power and strength, but lacking in finesse. If you can dodge it, regardless of the impressiveness of your Cloak Hammer Technique, Ling Tian Blow, or Great Sumeru Hammer, it's all for naught. Wouldn't it be better to just sap the opponent's strength? Why not just hammer your head with the Clear Sky Hammer? Could it be that the Clear Sky Hammer's immense weight is causing a strong pull, drawing you towards it?
Suddenly, Qianxunji's expression changed!
An invisible force restrained Qianxunji. Others couldn't discern the cause, but at that moment, Qianxunji was like a nail pinned to the sky.
"Fuck!" Qianxunji erupted in curses.
Upon witnessing this, Tang Hao seized this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, swung the Clear Sky Hammer, and his nine spirit rings exploded simultaneously.
As Tang Hao swung the Clear Sky Hammer, the force of the exploding rings caused it to grow larger and larger, larger and larger—a thousand-meter-tall hammer. Holding the hammer, Tang Hao gazed at Qian Xunji with blood-red eyes. His vision flashed across his mind, as did the Clear Sky Sect, Ah Yin, his sister, and all the injustices he had endured over the years.
And the one responsible for all this tragedy was this bastard in front of him.
"Qianzei, die! Great Sumeru Hammer!" Tang Hao roared in a furious rage. Qian Xunji's temper flared. This bastard had secretly enhanced Tang Hao's strength and had even pinned him in the sky, forcing him to take the Great Sumeru Hammer.
This bastard, this is going too far.
Qianxunji's divine power could easily break his limitations, but he chose not to. Partly because he didn't want to reveal his godhood, and partly because he wanted to show Tang Hao how Qianxunji had shattered his pride at his greatest advantage.
"Do you really think I'm afraid of your Clear Sky Hammer? Well, let me destroy the myth of the Clear Sky Hammer and render you a mere dead rat."
Qianxunji could easily use his divine power against Tang Hao, but using it against a rat like Tang Hao would be a bit of an honor.
Tang Hao, you idiot, are you worthy of my divine power against you? You're cheating, but I'll crush you even without cheating, and teach you why rats hide in holes.
The Angel Sword returned to its place, and Qianxunji closed his eyes. The sword energy of heaven and earth converged. An Zhongdao's selfless sword art was not a tangible sword manual, but a formless sword intent.
The formless greatness represents the highest realm in any field, and the selfless sword art is the formless greatness of sword art.
Under this sword art—every flower, every blade of grass, every leaf can become a sword; no sword is my sword. The sword manual, without form or sequence, can evolve into the sword manuals of the myriad ways of heaven and earth.
It can transform into a nimble and swift sword, or into the Great Sword.
A sword capable of severing heaven and earth, or into a delicate sword. Thousands of sword energies converged within the sword art, transforming into a massive sword. The Great Sword contained the power to split the heavens. Qianxunji, gripping the heavy sword tightly, slashed towards Tang Hao. The Clear Sky Hammer and the heavy sword—two colossi collided in the sky, the clash of power reaching its peak. The collision caused the surrounding air to swirl, and the sword energy even tore through portions of the sky.
Initially, the two sides were deadlocked, but Qianxunji's sword intent steadily intensified, while Tang Hao suddenly—like a balloon bursting, the air deflated, and then leaked out.
Tang Hao felt himself increasingly powerless. The power that had previously intoxicated him was now rapidly leaving his body.
Without the support of this force, Tang Hao instantly withered. The massive Clear Sky Hammer shattered like foam, and Juque unfolded its hammer, slashing towards Tang Hao.
Seeing the Juque, Haozi's face showed despair.
The next moment, Juque dissipated, and Qianxunji withdrew the sword intent that could have killed Tang Hao countless times.
"Damn it! He almost killed Tang Hao! What a golden rooster!" Qianxunji cursed inwardly.
Tang Hao, having survived the ordeal, still looked at himself in bewilderment.
That power, so clearly innate, dissipated so quickly. Did he need to activate it at a specific time? Or was there a time limit on each use of this power?
For example, only three minutes, and the light came on in three minutes?
Tang Hao was shocked and puzzled.
"Mouse, that power didn't belong to you in the first place, yet you really think of it as your own?"
"Ashura God, you've gone too far! As the God of Law Enforcement, you not only extradited a traveler from another world to Douluo Continent, but also channeled their good fortune into that person," the God of Destruction said. "We won't say anything because you need a successor, but your actions are becoming increasingly excessive."
"As the God of Law Enforcement, you're breaking the law knowingly," said the Goddess of Life.
The Asura God said with an embarrassed look on his face, "Destruction, Life, please do me a favor. I, the Asura God, am counting on this successor, and I don't want anything to happen to him, so I'm intervening slightly."
"Minor intervention?" The God of Destruction said speechlessly, "You call that minor intervention?"
He pointed to the mirror in front of the Asura God. It showed a battle on Douluo Continent, a scene of Tang Hao battling Qianxunji.
The Asura God had tampered with Tang Hao's domain, allowing him to amplify his strength through it.
Tang Hao was the protector chosen by the Asura God for his successor.
This era was supposed to be the peak of the Spirit Hall's rise, but unfortunately, the Spirit Hall was faced with the Asura God's selection of a successor. While selecting his heir in another world, the Asura God chose a great treasure he seemed quite pleased with—
Tang San, a man of benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, and trustworthiness, gentleness, courtesy, frugality, and modesty, practically embodying all the traditional virtues. The Asura God was overjoyed to have such a great treasure as his heir. Having been single for thousands of years, the Asura God immediately treated Tang San like his own child. To provide the great treasure with a warm and nurturing environment, the Asura God reborn the great treasure into the Douluo Continent, even granting him the memories of his past life as a golden finger.
The Asura God was deeply concerned about the great treasure's growth. How could my heir not be a child of destiny? So, the Asura God made an exception and lent the Spirit Hall's fortune to his own great treasure. The Spirit Hall, originally the protagonist of this era, became the stepping stone for his great treasure's rise. With all his plans complete, the Asura God turned to other matters.
More than ten days passed, and the Shura God took time off to return and inspect the environment his beloved had been raised in.
He was truly shocked.
The beloved, who should have braved the Spirit Hall's suppression and stood firm, was brought to his knees, nearly losing his Daoist spirit. And what about Tang Hao, the protector he had chosen? He was pinned to his knees, unable to rise. And the question was, what was going on with Qianxunji and the Spirit Hall?
In the Shura God's eyes, Qianxunji was nothing more than a pawn, a discarded one. Back when the Shura God had Tang Hao's explosive power suppress Qianxunji, Qianxunji should have been dead.
But not only was Qianxunji still alive, he had caused so many unexpected incidents and grown so powerful. Under Qianxunji's leadership, the Spirit Hall prospered, and the luck he had lent to his beloved began to flow back to the Spirit Hall. Was this a trick by the Angel God?
How could the Shura God tolerate this? It was like playing a game of chess, only to have the piece you were supposed to capture jump out and hit you instead.
On the spot, the Shura God amplified Tang Hao's abilities, allowing him to unleash his full power to annihilate Qianxunji, thereby bolstering the prestige of the Clear Sky Douluo, undermining the Spirit Hall's influence, and allowing his cherished successor a more comfortable and secure path to advancement.
Humph, you bully my precious treasure!
Tang Hao was left helpless, helpless, pinned down and beaten by Qianxunji despite the Shura God's amplification.
Watching this, the Shura God felt a surge of anxiety. To quickly send Qianxunji, a piece that shouldn't have existed, back to its proper place, the Shura God reached out and pointed at Qianxunji, using his divine power to imprison him. This gave Tang Hao an opening to strike, and the Shura God watched with satisfaction as his successor's guardian prepared to crush Qianxunji with a single blow.
"With the strength of a Level 95 Titled Douluo, killing the Ultimate Douluo Qianxunji should be enough to bring glory to the world, right?" Shura God nodded in satisfaction.
But then, it was already here, and Qianxunji still had the strength to fight back. Just as Shura God was about to reach out and inject a tiny bit of Shura God Essence into Tang Hao's body, the God of Destruction and the God of Life arrived.
"How can this not be called a minor intervention?" Shura God said.
The God of Destruction said, "You are, after all, the God of Law Enforcement. Logically, you are the one who should uphold order. Every world has its own natural course of development. Shura God, please stop, or I will impeach you at the Divine Realm Council."
Hearing this, Shura God felt a little apprehensive.
The Divine Realm Council—a position that held little significance for Shura God, who wanted to abandon his throne—but for his beloved, it held immense significance.
It would allow his beloved to quickly establish a foothold and position within the Divine Realm after inheriting Shura God's throne.
For the sake of his beloved's future, the Asura God naturally wouldn't relinquish his position as Chairman of the Divine Realm Committee.
"Alright, alright, then, Destruction. Until then, I won't interfere. But I can't stand by and watch my beloved get into trouble. Just let me have a word with that Qianxunji, okay?" the Asura God said.
Destruction said, "Alright."
"What do you mean?" Tang Hao looked at Qianxunji with red eyes.
"It's simple. You're a worthless piece of shit. The reason you look like you can fight me is simply because others are supporting you." Qianxunji sarcastically said, "Do you really think that just because you were a new Titled Douluo and single-handedly defeated three of my Spirit Hall foes, leaving one dead and two crippled, that's your strength?"
"That was just power lent to you. Haotian Douluo, you're a joke. No, you're now called Ritian Douluo."
"My power was lent to me?" Tang Hao began to doubt his life.
It turned out he wasn't the fearless type who could crush any foe with a single blow.
In the moment Tang Hao lost consciousness, Qianxunji flashed and landed above him. He kicked him, leaving a footprint on his face and sending him plummeting to the ground.
Then, Qianxunji swooped down from the sky.
These two events happened in the same instant. When everyone came to their senses, Haozi lay on the ground like a dead dog, with Qianxunji trampling on Tang Hao's crotch.
"Ba Ba, let go of my Ba Ba—" Tang San's eyes were red and he was panting like an ox. He took out the Zhuge Crossbow and fired madly at Qian Xunji, but was blocked by the defense condensed by Qian Xunji's soul power.
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